Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

Those who betray me only do so once.

I often help others discover the outer limits of their hatred. It’s a talent of mine.

Rydstrom: "To get it right this time."

It'll only hurt for a second. Promise.

Two things that can never be contained? Velociraptors and zombies.

And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.